The Life and Poems of Richard Edwards By Leicester Bradner: A Dissertation Presented to the Faculty of the Graduate School of Yale University in Candidacy for the Degree of Doctor of Philosophy |
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Evill to hym that evill thinketh.
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Evill to hym that evill thinketh.
The subtill slily sleights, that worldly men doe worke,
The frēdly showes vnder whose shade, most craft doth oftē lurke
Enforceth me alas, with yernfull voice to saie,
Wo worthe the wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie,
The frēdly showes vnder whose shade, most craft doth oftē lurke
Enforceth me alas, with yernfull voice to saie,
Wo worthe the wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie,
The birde that dreds no guile, is sonest caught in snare,
Eche gentle harte deuoide of craft, is sonest brought to care:
Good nature sonest trapt, which gives me cause to saie,
Wo worthe the wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie.
Eche gentle harte deuoide of craft, is sonest brought to care:
Good nature sonest trapt, which gives me cause to saie,
Wo worthe the wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie.
I see the serpent vile, that lurks under the grene,
How subtelly he shrouds hymself, that he maie not be sene:
And yet his fosters bane, his leryng looks bewraie,
Wo worthe the wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie.
How subtelly he shrouds hymself, that he maie not be sene:
And yet his fosters bane, his leryng looks bewraie,
Wo worthe the wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie.
Wo worthe the fainyng looks, on fauour that doe waite,
Wo worthe the fained frendly harte, that harbours depe deceit:
Wo worthe the Vipers broode; oh thrise wo worthe I saie,
All worldly wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie.
Wo worthe the fained frendly harte, that harbours depe deceit:
Wo worthe the Vipers broode; oh thrise wo worthe I saie,
All worldly wily heads that seeks, the simple mans decaie.
Finis.
M. Edwards.
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